Title: Cat's Out.
Dedicated to all those who love CidVincent, and mainly Dream-Gal 101, for asking for a sequel.
Setting: Pick one.
Pairings: CidXVincent-Come on, it's the !
Disclaimer: If I owned it would I be writing this? No, I'd turn it into a game. ...And it'd sell millions!
Warnings: Explicit slash, yaoi, shonen-ai, swearing, minor blood, masturbation-of a certain kind, oral, anal, smut, lemons of all sizes, use of tobacco, sex, major OOCness, a wedding, showers-if you don't know what this means, flee!, grinding, groping, I'm sure you can use your imaginations to make this list longer. Oh, and I know my spelling sucks, Microsoft crashed for me, and this is Wordpad, so don't tell me about it. IF YOU DON'T LIKE ANY OF THIS, THEN DON'T FUCKING READ IT!!! FLAMERS CAN GO FUCK OFF!
Thoughts
Note: 1. This takes off where "Their Little Secret" left off. 2. This will have chapters- unlike the other. And 3. This will be longer-as soon as I figure out what to write.
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"The fuck are you callin' for?!" Cid snapped, his irritation clear in his tone. Vincent tried not to listen to their conversation, which was difficult seeing how he was lying right next to Cid. Luckily, due to Shera's soft voice, he could only hear a few words of what was being said to the blonde.
Cid's eyes widened as he listened to the timid woman. "What do you mean 'right now'?!" Cid questioned angrily. "...DAMMIT!!! Can't you do anything right?! ...FUCK!" Vincent gently kissed the pilot's cheek, helping the blonde calm down a bit. Cid looked at the gunner and smiled, showing his appreciation of the simle gesture.
"..I'm on my way," Cid said before quickly flipping his cell phone shut. Cid looked at Vincent with dissapointed eyes.
"I understand, Aibou," Vincent said with a smile. This made the pilot's frown grow. "It is important." Cid nodded, still looking upset. "You should probably get going." Cid's expression became even more distraught. Upon seeing this, Vincent gave Cid another swift kiss.
"...I know," Cid mumbled, wrapping his arms around the ex-Turk's waist as he gave him a breath-taking kiss. When Cid pulled back, he was smiling brightly. "Somethin' for you to remember me by," Cid said as he slipped off of the bed. "I'll be back as soon as I can. That's a promise."
Vincent smiled at the blonde, who was getting dressed as quick as he could. Cid looked back at the gunman once he was finished. Seeing the smile that was aimed at him, the pilot smiled back. "See you soon," Vincent said, his smile becoming a grin.
"You can count on it," Cid replied before opening the door. Cid waved at Vincent, who waved back, before leaving the room, closing the door behind him. Once Cid was out of the room, he ran as quickly as he could, heading for his house and all that awaited him there.
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Meanwhile, Vincent rose from the bed, heading towards the bathroom for a quick shower before he would get something to eat for lunch. Vincent closed the bathroom door behind him, remembering how intrusive his teamates have been during the past few days.
Vincent stopped in front of the mirror. Standing in front of the wastebasket and mirror, the gunner began to remove the bandages around his arm, cutting off the know with his clawed fingertips. Vincent the delicately unwrapped the soiled bandages, making sure not to puncture his own skin with the curved, metallic tips.
Once the item was pulled off, Vincent dropped it into the wastebasket, looking carefully at the now-healed arm. With that done, Vincent then headed to the shower. He quickly cleaned himself, keeping the water hot. As soon as he was done, the ex-Turk stepped out of the shower, carefully drying off with a fluffy, black towel. The ex-Turk then walked out of the bathroom, toweling his hair dry.
Stepping into the room, Vincent started to pick up his scattered clothes, finding the garments all aound the room. After he had gathered up all of his effects, Vincent quickly got dressed, heading towards the closet. He pulled out his cloak and unfolded it. He slid on the crimson garment, smiling as he imagined how Cid would react when he saw him with it on. When he was fully clothed, the gunner was still drying his hair, not wanting to drip all over the floor.
With his hair dry, Vincent reentered the bathroom, hanging up the damp towel. He then headed back into his room, picking up Cerberus and his holster. Strapping them to his right thigh, the gunner then turned to exit his room. When he opened his door, he came face to face with a flustered looking Tifa.
She had he hand raised to knock on the door, but when it swung open, she jumped back, and nearly fell flat on her ass. "Vincent!" She gasped as she stood up straight, a deep blush setting across her face. Tifa placed her hand across her chest as she exhaled loudly. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"...I apologize," Vincent said. "I did not intend to frighten you." Tifa smiled warmly at the gunner.
"It's all right!" Tifa said, cheerful again. "...Oh! I wanted to tell you and Cid earlier that lunch was almost ready...but it is now." Vincent nodded. "Oh, and Cid ran out of here really quick. Do you know why?"
Vincent shook his head. "Not really. I believe it has to do with the reason we came to Rocket Town." Tifa nodded, slightly understanding.
"Okay," Tifa said. "Are you going to join us for lunch?" Vincent nodded, which just made Tifa smile more. Tifa turned away and started away. Vincent quirked an eyeborw at her strange behavior, but followed her into the dining room. Once he entered the room, Vincent realized that it would be him, Tifa, Yuffie, Barret, and the Turks.
"Hey, Vince!" Reno called, waving eagerly at the raven-haired gunman, beckoning him to sit between to himself and Elena. "Pull up a chair, yo!" Vincent looked at the other options, which were to sit either next to Tifa or Rude. Deciding not to take his chances, the gunner took a seat next to the redhead, watching as the energetic Turk's face lit up.
Reno draped his arm over Vincent's shoulders, leaning close to the ex-Turk. "Vince," Reno whispered, low enough to only be heard by the gun slinging stoic. "Me an' Rufus were comin' up with a few ideas with how to fix Cloud's wagon. We need some input, though."
Vincent rolled his eyes and Reno leaned back into his chair, keeping his arm around the gunman. "You, too?" Vincent asked in a soft voice, shaking his head slightly. "As I told Cid earlier, I will have no part of your little revenge schemes. I believe that his guilt will be enough for Cloud to deal with."
Reno gaped at the taciturn man. "Enough?" Reno nearly shrieked while evenyone else at the table tried to engage in a conversation with themselves to block out theirs. "Man, you have got to punish him in some way!" Vincent shook his head, seeing Rufus roll his eyes at the pair.
"Vincent," Rufus said, finally joining in on the conversation. "I agree with Reno." Reno grinned brightly at this. He opened his mouth to comment, but Rufus slapped his hand over the redhead's mouth. "...And don't even think about licking my hand, again." Rufus warned, glaring playfully at the mischievous Turk. "Or you will be dealing with a serious case of blue balls for the next few months."
Vincent grinned behind the tall collar of his cloak as Reno's face fell. Rufus then turned his focus back to the gunner. "Now, Vincent," Rufus said, keeping his hand firmly across the redhead's mouth. "You are being far too lenient with this situation. Something must be done to right what Cloud has done."
"But-" Vincent started to say, just to find Reno's hand clamped over his mouth, pressing the fabric of his collar against his lips. Reno twitched his head to the side, signalling Rufus to move his hand. The blonde man grinned as he pulled away his hand. Reno winked at the blonde before turning to face the ex-Turk.
"No 'but's, Vince!" Reno said, grinning as an evil glint flickered over his aquamarine eyes. "You can't possibly be standin' up for the Princess. 'Specially not after what he did!"
"Um, guys?" Tifa called, trying to get their attention delicately.
"C'mon, Tifa!" Yuffie said, smirking. "You got to be louder for the Turkeys to hear you. Like this: HEY!!! BREAKFAST!!!" Vincent's eyes flickered over the the women, sending them a questioning glance. Somehow, the ninja's shouting went unnoticed by the two Turks. Or, if they did hear her, they did not show it.
"Seriously, Vince!" Reno continued, angering the kleptomaniac. "You can't really let-"
"HEY!!! FUCK-NUTS!!! I WAS TALKIN' TO YOU!!!" Yuffie yelled, startling everyone except for Reno, Rufus and, Vincent, who still had his mouth covered by the Turk's hand. Everyone else at the table, excluding Yuffie, of course, jumped up in their seats.
"You need to get away from Blondie, Yuffs," Reno said with a charming grin. "You're startin' to turn into him." Yuffie glared at the redhead. "See?! Maybe we should get you some blonde hair dye and some cigs." Vincent, finally having had enough, carfully pulled off Reno' hand, giving himself the chance to speak instead of being talked at.
"I believe we should finish this conversation later," Vincent said to the Turks before looking at the others. "I apologize for-"
"Not again, man!" Reno exclaimed, slapping his palm against his forehead. "Stop apologizin'! Sheesh! It's like you say your sorry enough for both you and Blondie, while he yells enough for the both of you."
"...Done yet, Reno?" Tseng calmly asked.
Reno grinned. "What if I said 'no'?"
"Let it go, Reno," Rufus said, shaking his head at the Turk. "We're going to finish this conversation later. So, let's enjoy lunch first." Reno pouted, but a kiss from Rufus made him smile again.
"Fine," Reno said as he picked up his fork. With that said, lunch went by rather quietly. Afterwards, Reno grabbed a hold of both Rufus and Vincent, dragging them away from the dining room. "C'mon, yo! We'll talk it over in Rufus' room, he's got a real comfy bed, kinda like yours, Vince."
Vincent released Reno's grip from his arm as he stopped walking. "Later, Reno," Vincent said. "There is something else that I must take care of first. And no, it has nothing to do with Cloud."
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Review for the next chapter. Okay, I've decided that I might just kill Cloud, what with 3 1/2 votes and all, so, any prefrences? ...I had some serious deja vu writing this, was it just me, or you guys, too? And now, thanks to Emma-Chan A.K.A. Dream-Girl101, I now have a new scene planned out-grins-. You'll love it, we know you will...at least we do!
Thanks for reviewing:
YoungFreak92: Thanks! you know, I've been thinking 'bout that, too. -Grins evilly-What do you think the handcuffs are for? I've come up with a few things...weapon kink, a few toys, etc. -Smirks-Cloud's gonna get more than a spankin', a whole hell of a lot more.
Me1ii: -Grins-We're gettin' closer to it!
Dream-Girl101: Ah, but wait 'til you see what the twist is! -Grins-You'll squeal for joy, sweetie! -Falls out of bed laughing(and I really did, too)-Good idea! After all, Cid would be more than willing-laughs some more-! You ARE on a roll. I LOVE cliffhangers...can't you tell?
lunascarlet: -Lets out a sigh of relief-Nope! Vince won't be hurt that bad. So, you're voting 1/2 for Cloud's death? -Grins evilly-Oh, don't worry 'bout that, Cloud WILL suffer. But Cid won't be the only one dishin' out the suffering! You'll find out what Shera "wanted" in the next few chapers.
ryka phoenix: Woah, harsh words, there. But what's the good stuff that you're talkin' 'bout?